we see beyond the sky
through atmospheric aberrations
dizzy into the vertigo of our ever expanding heavens
where iconic echoes of stars past still lit with magic
once thought to be gods now ghosts
in silence remind us of our own mortality
-jOsHua joSepH bIssoT -al art(0+)
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Beautiful train of thoughts, well articulated, nicely encapsulated and insightfully penned with conviction. A lovely poem indeed. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.